The tale of your life is written second by second, as shifting as the flip of a pencil to an eraser.
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No story sits by itself. Our lives connect like threads on a loom, interwoven in ways we never realize.
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But a life had been exchanged for a life. And heaven is always watching.
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Because we embrace our scars more than our healing,” Lorraine said. “We can recall the exact day we got hurt, but who remembers the day the wound was gone?